Tucker


Labrador Retriever/Whippet
Picture of Tucker, a male Labrador Retriever/Whippet

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Home:Ely, NV  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Crackhead; Tuck-o Dog-o

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-mutt-part feral-pound dog

Birthday:
June 20th 1998

Likes:
Cheese; chasing animals (moose); talk; following me around

Pet-Peeves:
other dogs paying attention to his people; other dogs looking at his food;

Favorite Toy:
tug toy

Favorite Food:
Cheese; Meat

Favorite Walk:
Madd River Beach; Lost Coast Trail; Redwood Curtain (disc golf course)

Best Tricks:
speak; shake;

Arrival Story:
I didn't even want him. My roommates picked him at the pound and I wanted to get his sister. But we got him because he seemed "calmer". And he's grown into a scrawny crackhead.

Bio:
Is he whippet? Coyote? Insane?

Forums Motto:
Where's Emily?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 10th 2005 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
233855


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February 18- Salt Lake City

February 18th 2006 12:16 pm
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So, after another long car ride we arrived at a new place. Luckly Savannah was there and she's got a good yard, even if there's alot of snow. Her sister is nice too. No dogs though. Rumor has it we're going to a pet store soon, so I'll try to pee on something.
I'll let you know how it goes.

 

12/22/05

December 22nd 2005 4:48 pm
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This sucks. I've been stuck in this dang car all day. And now it's dark and Emily is stiiiillllll inside at work. Apparently she thinks GIS and work is more fun than me. I've got a bone to pick with that woman.
First, she rips me away from my lovely, lazy lifestyle with Mr. Cowboy and Dr. Keuss. Then, after one of the most wretched car rides (not that there's any good eteranal car ride) ever--- snow!!!--- I'm brought into the nastiest motel room she's ever dragged me in. It stinks like a million other dogs' pee and there's an infernal racket next door every night around 1:30 am. I give them my big-dog-bark, but they seem indifferent. Emily doesn't seem to appreciate it either.

I swear to god, if she doesn't take me back to Cheateu Bliss soon...

 
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